The Lasses

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Eleven songs that we love.

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released January 12, 2012

Recorded by Ed ten Hoedt. Vocals & guitar Sophie Janna & Margot Merah. Button accordion Jasper Langenberg. Other instruments Ed ten Hoedt.

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The Lasses Amsterdam, Netherlands

Amsterdam duo singing traditional and original folk with intricate harmonies.

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Track Name: The lambs on the green hills
The lambs on the green hills they sport and they play
And many strawberries grow round the salt sea
How sad is my heart when my own love's away
How many's the ship sails the ocean

The bride and bride's party to church they did go
The bride she rode foremost, she bears the best show
But I followed after with my heart full of woe
To see my love wed to another

The next time I saw her 'twas in the church stand
Gold rings on her finger and her love by her hand
Says I, My wee lassie, I will be the man
Although you are wed to another

The last time I saw her 'twas on the way home
I rode on before her, not knowing where to roam
Says I, My wee lassie, I'll be by your side
Although you are wed to another

Stop stop, says the groomsman, till I speak a word
Will you carry your life on the point of my sword
For courting so slowly you've lost this fair maid
So, begone, for you'll never enjoy her

Oh dig now my grave, make it long, wide and deep
And sprinkle it over with flowers so sweet
And lay me down in it to take my last sleep
For that's the best way to forget her
Track Name: Beeswing
I was nineteen when I came to town, they called it the Summer of Love
They were burning babies, burning flags. The hawks against the doves
I took a job in the steamie down on Cauldrum Street
And I fell in love with a laundry girl who was working next to me

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child, oh she was running wild
She said "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay.
And you wouldn't want me any other way"

Brown hair zig-zag around her face and a look of half-surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights, there was animal in her eyes
She said "Young man, oh can't you see I'm not the factory kind
If you don't take me out of here I'll surely lose my mind"

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
So fine that I might crush her where she lay
She was a lost child, she was running wild
She said "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay.
And you wouldn't want me any other way"

We busked around the market towns and picked fruit down in Kent
And we could tinker lamps and pots and knives wherever we went
And I said that we might settle down, get a few acres dug
Fire burning in the hearth and babies on the rug
She said "Oh man, you foolish man, it surely sounds like hell.
You might be lord of half the world, you'll not own me as well"

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child, oh she was running wild
She said "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay.
And you wouldn't want me any other way"

We were camping down the Gower one time, the work was pretty good
She thought we shouldn't wait for the frost and I thought maybe we should We were drinking more in those days and tempers reached a pitch And like a fool I let her run with the rambling itch
Oh the last I heard she's sleeping rough back on the Derby beat
White Horse in her hip pocket and a wolfhound at her feet
And they say she even married once, a man named Romany Brown
But even a gypsy caravan was too much settling down
And they say her flower is faded now, hard weather and hard booze
But maybe that's just the price you pay for the chains you refuse

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
And I miss her more than ever words could say
If I could just taste all of her wildness now
If I could hold her in my arms today
Well I wouldn't want her any other way
Track Name: Red is the rose
Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows
Fair is the lily of the valley
Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne
But my love is fairer than any

Come over the hills, my bonnie Irish lass
Come over the hills to your darling
You choose the rose love, and I'll make the vow
And I'll be your true love for ever

Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows
Fair is the lily of the valley
Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne
But my love is fairer than any

'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed
And the moon and the stars they were shining
The moon shone its rays on her locks of golden hair
She swore she'd be my love forever

It's not for the parting that my sister pains
It's not for the grief of my mother
'Tis all for the loss of my bonnie Irish lass
That my heart is breaking forever

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